Destitute

It's an auld and nearly forgotten fact of life that whom is outcast from the sphere of greed and profit usually will show compassion and will give rather something they can miss, than to hoard it to all cost. Whether it's time, money or a bowl of soup and some bread, it doesn't matter as they have firsthand experience ...of what it means to see nothing but dark murky days and vast solitude.

Many take sumptious baths, lift their bodily traits and embalm themselves in perfumes and deodorants, but while they're surely refreshed (of what exactly? does their dull and obnoxious lifes knacker them by the end of the day? does it hurt to leech and exist for shallow perspectives?), no action of this purifies their soul and neither is their way an shrine for heart of gold...